An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

well as the occupying seven thousand—were fully protected from the observation and interference of the outside

land, most of it a

the ground, and several wooden buildings and temporary tent-like structures filled the residential areas for the

meant to be stayed at for too long. It was a station meant for transition:

designed this way because of the Dragons." Conrad murmured, slightly looking

a subtle nod,

of them as

made a sad

exception due to its huge size and incredible relevance. Most posts are about as

"I see…"

area and noticed

their numbers slowly merged, someone rushed

woman who seemed to be in her late twenties, pretty, but also having

flair to it. She wore full plated armor, and one of her eyes was

be black, but the blade of choice that was hung on the strap around her hip had a silvery

fell to her one knee, raising the other as she bowed

Councilor Conrad. General Lucy pays her respect

stern and deep, almost masculine. Whether this was natural, or

of the two

Lucy! It's been a

the younger lady, his face

and she'll serve as the Vice Commander of

hand towards the woman who still had her

to the position of General."

—Respect!

a General at such a young age. That in itself is deserving of

head bowed, but she accepted the outstretched hand offered by the Dark Adventurer—someone she had already been briefed

as she shook his hand, she found herself standing

filled her face, but she did her best to drown all

your words, Sir Ralyks.

of ambition glowed in her eyes, and

look forward to